Chapter 388: Chapter 388 - 388: They Can Only Play Support to Si Fuqing (3)

Translator: _Min

The drama “Crossing the Demon Realm” was registered for fifty-five episodes, a moderately lengthy series.

Feng San, having followed Si Fuqing’s forum, was well aware of her fans’ daily fervor in pursuing her.

Most importantly, this was a drama with a dominant female lead and no male lead. Thus, during promotions, there wouldn’t be any need to publicize any romantic pairings.

“Alright, let’s go,” Yu Xiheng said, closing his book. “First, we’ll meet someone, and after that, I’ll take you back to Southern State.”

“Hmm?” Si Fuqing asked curiously, biting into a meat bun, “Who?”

Yu Xiheng simply stated, “Your money.” Si Fuqing paused, taken aback.

Can’t he say this more elegantly?

Is he implying that she is only interested in money?

Well, admittedly, she is.

Meanwhile, Little Bai was rolling gleefully on the ground.

Its meal was about to arrive!

“Miss Si, your dog is really lively,” Feng San remarked, attempting to pet Little

Bai, only to be deterred by its bared teeth and fierce expression. ‘What breed is

“Oh, it’s a mix of several animals,” Si Fuqing replied nonchalantly, stroking Little Bai’s fluffy head. “It’s still young. Once it grows up, it’ll grow horns on its head and wings on its back. Then, I won’t need to walk anymore.” Little Bai puffed out its chest proudly, swaying in its little dress.

Indeed, it was a majestic and unique Pixiu!

Feng San was speechless.

He had always been skeptical of Miss Si’s outrageous claims.

But ever since the emergence of evolved beings and Masters of Yin-yang, he thought it best to believe a bit.

He tried to imagine a dog with wings and horns.

What kind of animal would that be?!

An hour later, the plane landed in front of a large building.

Si Fuqing looked down and saw the Rosalind Moon logo.

The RM Great Xia regional headquarters.

After disembarking, Si Fuqing, pushing Yu Xiheng, approached the large terrace,

Where a blond, blue-eyed middle-aged man stood.

Upon seeing Yu Xiheng, he hurried over respectfully, greeting, “Mr. Yu.”

“Miss Si, this is the director of RM’s Great Xia region,” Feng San introduced.

“This is Miss Si.’

“Miss Si!” The director’s eyes lit up. “Your beauty is truly beyond comparison, like a goddess descending among mortals.”

“Thank you,” Si Fuqing replied, genuinely impressed. “You speak Mandarin very well. ”

“Of course,” the director beamed, his enthusiasm evident. “The culture of Great Xia is so rich and diverse, spanning over five thousand years! And the cuisine! The recipes are thicker than our country’s history books. Miss Si, do you like hot pot? I am a huge—”

Yu Xiheng gave him a look.

The director immediately fell silent.

Wiping his sweat, he swiftly changed the topic, “Miss Si, Mr. Yu has informed us of his intention to have you as RM’s global spokesperson, covering both the apparel and cosmetics lines. There are also several fashion shows coming up that require your participation. Are you available?”

RM’s influence was substantial internationally, rivalling that of Lan in the fashion world.

But unlike Lan, RM was unmatched in cosmetics.

“Fashion shows?” Si Fuqing hummed thoughtfully. “When will it be?”

“It’s currently being scheduled with Glenn,” the director explained. “If all goes well, it should be in October.”

Glenn’s annual fashion shows were coveted events, with international models vying for a spot.

“Alright,” Si Fuqing nodded. “I’ll be there.”

“Excellent!” The director nodded eagerly. “I’ll keep in touch with you regarding any updates.” n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

That evening, Si Fuqing returned to the program team.

Without her, the live broadcast had ended at six.

Ning Luoyao, who hadn’t even had time to eat her roasted chicken, hurried over and whispered, “Qingqing, did you get selected for the audition?”

“Yes,” Si Fuqing confirmed. “The director has asked for confidentiality. You’ll find out when filming starts.”

“No problem!” Ning Luoyao sighed dejectedly. “If only I wasn’t fully booked this year, I’d love to act in a xianxia drama with you.”

“There will be other opportunities,” Si Fuqing responded lazily. “It’s not like this is the only project I’m doing.”

“You’re right,” Ning Luoyao cheered up. “Let’s go together when Director Qu is casting. ”

Si Fuqing raised an eyebrow, leisurely agreeing, “Sure.”

Qi Shuning couldn’t help but laugh, his eyes filled with mocking amusement.

A film by Qu Lingyun, as ifanyone couldjust decide to participate!

Utterly absurd.

Xu Jiannian, of course, noticed Si Fuqing’s return, but his agent had arrived.

Xu Jiannian glanced at Si Fuqing, then lowered the tent’s curtain, asking, “Has there been any response from RM?”

“No, they replied a while back, saying they were considering,” the manager frowned. “But they haven’t contacted me recently, I’ll check now.” He dialed the number he had obtained.

After a few rings, the call was answered, and the agent voiced his query.

The manager politely responded, “Sorry, sir. The reason we haven’t contacted you is that our spokesperson has already been decided.”

“Decided?” The agent was startled. “But last month you mentioned it wasn’t finalized, and that you were considering liaising with us.”

As a top star, Xu Jiannian had numerous endorsements, including one for an international luxury brand.

Many stars were vying for RM’s cosmetics line. Could it have been taken by a top female star?

But nowadays, to boost sales, cosmetics brands often chose male stars to attract female fans.

“We only said we were in talks, ” the manager clarified.

“What about the brand ambassador then?” The agent pressed on, not willing to give up. “There should still be openings, right?”

“There are,” the manager hesitated, his voice fading into whispers in a foreign language, clearly discussing something with someone else.

After a while, he spoke again, “But we need to consult our spokesperson first.”

“Consult the spokesperson?” The agent was astounded. “Who has such influence?”

Brand ambassadors, although a step below spokespersons, were still carefully selected by the company.

It was unheard of for a spokesperson to make decisions for the company. “Yes, this person is our global spokesperson for all lines,” the manager explained. “Please hold.”

The call ended.

The manager was incredulous, “Is RM playing games with us?”

Xu Jiannian overheard and his expression shifted subtly, “A global spokesperson for all lines?”

A global spokesperson was intimidating enough, but to cover all lines?

RM had cosmetics, ready-to-wear, accessories, and bags.

Ready-to-wear was the most prestigious, cosmetics the least.

Their discussion with RM was only about the cosmetics line in the Great Xia region.

The difference was stark.

“It must be intentional,” the manager said grimly. “I’ve never heard of a brand ambassador needing approval from a spokesperson.”

“Perhaps,” Xu Jiannian shook his head, “I need to step out.” He lifted the curtain, and at that moment, Si Fuqing’s phone rang.

She glanced at it and answered, “Hello?”